Chapter 23
On Zhou Yue's eighteenth birthday, Kang Xingxing bought her a cake with eight candles. The lights were turned off, and the flickering flames illuminated her face. She was so beautiful. Normally, girls with oval faces and fox eyes are all enchanting and charming, but she is different. Most of her facial features are still like Dai Yan, but some indescribable parts are like Zhou Tiancheng. When she doesn't speak, she is cold and arrogant. The heroic spirit in her eyebrows and eyes becomes more and more obvious with age. The feeling is that when you see her, you will never imagine her sitting on a man's lap with a glass of wine, smiling ingratiatingly and calling him "Mr. XX~".
She had a cold expression on her face at the moment, sitting at the coffee table with Kang Xingxing. Kang Xingxing lowered her head and looked at her hands for a long time before saying, "Yueyue, I know you don't like it, but you're turning eighteen, so you have to celebrate. It's okay if you don't eat. Just blow out the candles."
"How much?" she asked suddenly. Kang Xingxing was stunned for a moment, looked at her, then smiled and said, "Not much."
"How much is a little?"
"More than two hundred."
"Two hundred, how much?"
“…Two hundred and ninety-eight.”
There was another silence. Zhou Yue looked at the pure white cream cake with the packaging box still placed aside. The three words "Holiland" swayed in the candlelight, bright and juicy. She leaned over to blow out the candle, and the living room was dark.
"Okay," she said.
"Um."
He hummed in a muffled voice, saying nothing, not cutting the cake, and not leaving. After a while, a warm leaf touched the corner of her mouth. After a pause, her face was suddenly held by him, and the warm leaf turned into a crazy and hot kiss. They had not been together for too long, and this kiss was so unfamiliar that she was afraid. Her hands subconsciously pushed his chest, which was as hard as a copper wall. "Gorilla?"
"Aren't you going to give it to me? Do you regret it?" In the darkness, he greedily sucked her lips and tongue, biting her lips until they were swollen. He stopped only when his mouth was full of the taste of blood. He asked her breathlessly in a low voice. Without waiting for her answer, he picked her up and carried her sideways, kicked open the door of the chess and card room and threw her onto the wire bed. The rain was pouring outside the window, and it was so dark that she couldn't see anything. She could only hear his heavy breathing and her own heartbeat. She hugged his neck, feeling him pressing down on her like a mountain. Thinking of his ugly big tail, she was so nervous that she broke into a sweat. "Gorilla, I'm hurt...ah!" She screamed when the tearing pain suddenly came. He buried his head in the crook of her neck and growled with gritted teeth. They both seemed to be in great pain, but he didn't feel any pain! The more Zhou Yue thought about it, the angrier she became. She bit his shoulder several times and cried, "It hurts so much!" His muscles were tense like rocks and his teeth were chattering. He covered her ear, licked and kissed her, and coaxed her, "Yueyue, just be patient." After that, he started to ride like a storm, and the steel bed creaked as fast as raindrops.
"You don't feel sorry for me!" She screamed, kicked and hit, but it was like an egg hitting a rock. Amidst the lightning and thunder, he licked the sweat from her temples and groaned in a trembling voice: "Yueyue, I feel sorry for you." He kissed her and said he felt sorry for her over and over again, until her screams through gritted teeth became softer and more charming. A flash of lightning flashed across, and the cat-like seductive moan suddenly became high-pitched, raindrops flew, and the headboard inside the window hit the wall again and again, louder and more intense than the thunder outside...
The violent storm only subsided at daybreak. The sky was gray and the rain was still pouring. Clothes were scattered all over the room and the light blue skirt was still hanging on the wire headboard, swaying.
"Are you okay?" Zhou Yue stomped on Kang Xingxing's back with her heels, but her voice was soft and weak. The dim gray light sprinkled on her legs, and the rows of round teeth marks were quite shocking. She asked him to carry them on her shoulders, like a soft white towel, which made his face, which was working hard, look even darker and sweaty.
"Look at what you have accomplished." She buried her head in the pillow, tilted her head back and giggled and scolded. He was amused by her laughter, wiped his sweat, and looked at her snow-white body greedily like a young boy drooling over meat, staring at her face, grinning foolishly as if he was bewitched by a fairy, then he didn't care about anything else and continued to work hard.
After a night of lovemaking, she had learned the art of seduction. With a wicked smile, she brushed her fingernails across his sweaty face, Adam's apple, and chest. Her large, watery eyes flushed a charming red that spread to her cheeks. "Brother."
This call made him stunned. He looked at her blankly like a fool, "What?"
"Brother," she put her hands under her head, "I'm calling you brother." He reacted and raised his hand to slap her thigh, making her feel hot and breathless. "You haven't called me brother for so many years, and now you remember to call me brother?" She giggled, but it didn't last long before he tortured her again, making her beg for mercy with tears in her eyes...
The Zhou family's fake brother and sister became a real couple. The rain outside the window stopped completely. She turned her back to him and asked him to hold her in his arms. He was still sucking on the tip of her ear and kissing the back of her ear. She looked at the full trash can on the ground, rubbed her backhand into the roots of his hair, and whispered, "What about Tiantian? Did you sell it too?"
"How could it be?" he said hoarsely. "It's in the box under my bed, along with our childhood toys."
"Sheriff Black Cat is here too?"
"Um."
"Why do you like Black Cat Sheriff so much? You even rubbed the paint off my police hat."
"Um."
Zhou Yue stroked his hair, "If I weren't here, what would you most want to do?"
"No, I don't have anything else to do." He was trying to hold back his laughter. It took her a while to react, and she slapped him on the back, "Talk it over!"
"No," he buried his face in her hair, "really not, I just want to take good care of you and be with you, that's enough."
"You sent me so far away, why are we still together?" She looked at the gray wall.
"I want you to see the world and choose to come back to me, instead of using the years we've been together as a rope to tie you to me," he said, his rough palm covering her eyes. "I'll be waiting for you here."
"Why don't you come with me to Guangzhou?" She turned around eagerly and stroked his long eyes. "You are originally from there."
"But I'm more attached to this place." He smiled and kissed her lips. "I'll send you to Guangzhou and show you Uncle Zhou...where Dad used to go, and my home."
But when they arrived in Guangzhou, Kang Xingxing's home was long gone. The small tube-shaped building had been demolished and a tall building had risen from the ground, turning it into an ordinary iron tree in the steel jungle of Guangzhou.
Guangzhou was really hot. Kang Xingxing wore a white shirt and trousers. After getting off the train, he carried a lot of bags to see Zhou Yue off. She wanted to help carry the things, but he just shook his head firmly. He raised his two strong arms high, rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his dark scarred skin. He didn't give her any chance to take advantage of him, and only gave her a small schoolbag.
When they arrived at the school, the two stood at the school gate and looked up at the solemn archway, "This is the university..." Zhou Yue took his hand and admired him. Then she looked at him, who was looking up like a believer paying homage to a holy place. The golden sunlight sprinkled on his rough face and white shirt that were tanned by wind and sun, like a bronze statue.
At that moment, the longing and loneliness in his eyes were frozen in front of her eyes, engraved in her mind, and would never be erased for the rest of her life.
Together they looked at the quaint red brick buildings that looked like temples, and took a walk under the towering ancient trees that blocked out the sun. Mottled light and shadows were cast on the grass that looked like a green carpet. She could finally kiss his lips and cheeks and hug him in broad daylight.
At sunset in the evening, the ancient trees, buildings, lawns... were all golden. He went to the dormitory to make her bed, hung the curtains and mosquito net, and then took advantage of the night when it was a little cooler to go to the school's small supermarket to buy a thermos, slippers, shampoo, shower gel, toothpaste, toothbrush... He moved things into her dormitory as if he was emptying the supermarket.
Standing downstairs in the dormitory, the girls passing by would always turn around to look at this beautiful couple, their eyes always lingering on Kang Xingxing's face and tall figure, and they would cover their mouths and laugh together: "Blind hair, what are you doing wearing so much! (You fool, wearing such thick clothes!)"
The next day, they went to a bank and got a bank card for Zhou Yue. It was the kind that came with a passbook. Zhou Yue kept the card, and Kang Xingxing kept the passbook. He waved the red book in his hand seriously, grinning wickedly, "I'll print out the passbook anytime, anywhere to see if Yueyue's spending money recklessly!"
Kang Xingxing stayed in a small hotel near the school for a few days until her term started. At night, the two of them clung to each other, sweating profusely as they made love. They wished they could exhaust all their love in this life and melt each other into their bones and blood… She wore his white shirt, supporting his heaving chest as she watched the figure swaying violently against the wall. Her voice was broken, her teeth chattering as she gritted her teeth and said, “I want these clothes and pants. You can go back in your vest and shorts!”
The mildew-stained carpet in the room was littered with torn plastic wrap. For the last time, she grabbed his wrist like a madman and pressed it into the pillow, refusing to let him wear it. Hot tears fell on his face and chest. "Brother, give yourself to me. I'll give birth to a baby for you and call him Tiantian."
…
After seeing Kang Xingxing off, Zhou Yue was in a daze for a long time. All she could see was his departing figure. He looked back every few steps and waved to her. He came with a lot of bags, but left with nothing in his hands.
So later on, rather than saying that she couldn't forgive Jiang Huai, it would be better to say that she couldn't forgive herself.
But the reason why people make mistakes is that the choice they make at that moment does not seem wrong, and may even be very right and reasonable. We call this hardship or difficulty.
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